“Wow… that’s… wow.”

“Yeah, you kind of already said that.” Spencer said dejectedly. “Uhm… snf, snf… I think I’m, snf, gonna, uhm, call a cab. I’ll see you, uh, tomorrow or something.” She turned away from me to hide the tears. As she started to stand up, I quickly pulled her back down into the sand.

“Spence, no, don’t go.” I ran a hand through my hair. What the hell am I suppose to say? I took a deep breath and got into a sitting position. I then looked at the miserable girl in front of me… why does it seem like I make her more sad than happy? I need to work on that. “Ok… uhm, damn.” I ran my hand through my hair for the millionth time. Ok, I can do this… She’s only a fragile, virgin, 15 year old girl that expects the screwed up, Don’t Do Relationships Davies, to make her first time perfect… damnnnn. I finally decided that I should stop talking to myself and start talking to her. “Spencer, you’re… you’re amazing. You’re, uhm, so full of love and, uh, stuff… I just don’t know how to deal with all of that. I mean, damn it, I don’t even do relationships, but believe me, you have no idea how much it means that you want me to be your first… or how much it terrifies me.” Her blue eyes finally look up at me through her long eyelashes and meet mine. “A girl like you should be with some sweet, loving, put together, virgin that will make your first time special.”

“But you are loving and sweet and…”

“I’m not a virgin… I, I don’t know how to make love to you… I can’t do that. You want me to fuck you hard and leave you in the middle of the night? I can do that. You want me to have a three way with your best friend? Done it a million times. But you want, deserve, so much more, Spencer. Just…” I look down at my hands and quietly ask, “are you sure you want it to be with me?” A warm hand lifts my chin up.

“Only you.” Smiling, I took her hand in my.

“Ok…” All of the sudden her arms were wrapped around my neck and I felt something. Just, fuck… it was so damn strong I wanted to cry…